Shiho Miyano's reasoning made everyone fall silent again.

Lin Xinyi is still busy with artificial respiration, and he can't be silent if he wants to.

Mao Lilan is admiring the amazing wisdom of Miyano Shiho, a girl who is not much older than her at this age.

Yuda, on the other hand, fell completely into that deep despair and resentment.

He knew that he had really met a master.

His plan is obviously almost flawless:

If you kill someone with tetrodotoxin while eating puffer fish dishes, it is easy to get the appearance of accidental food poisoning, and it will not attract the attention of the police at all.

But Shiho Miyano, a young girl who looked young, was able to judge from the perspective of pharmacokinetics that his wife should not have died in such a short period of time.

Immediately afterwards, the little girl considered the toxicology and symptoms of tetrodotoxin, and further judged that his wife's symptoms were not like oral tetrodotoxin, but more like being injected intravenously.

The plan that originally had no flaws turned out to be flawed everywhere in the eyes of such professionals.

And most importantly...

Under the guidance of this Miss Miyano and the efforts of Lin Xinyi, his wife, who should have been a certain death, is still alive now!

It's over...

Yuda's face was stiff, and his face was as gray as death:

He knew that if his wife was really rescued, what he had done would definitely be completely exposed.

"No... I didn't kill anyone! ”

"It was just an accidental food poisoning, it was an accident!"

Yuda had no other choice but to bite the bullet in the end, and silently prayed in his heart that his wife would not wake up.

Anyway, now no one knows whether this deeply poisoned lady can be rescued.

If she died, the most powerful witness who could prove Shiho Miyano's "unwarranted speculation" would no longer exist.

And at this time, in Yuda's scorching, resentful, and ruthless gaze...

Lin Shinichi, who had been busy rescuing Mrs. Yuda, suddenly made a move.

He paused for artificial respiration for a moment, turned to Maolilan and asked:

"Miss Maori, can you help me give her some rescue breaths and heart compressions?"

"Just do what I just did and help her keep her breathing and heartbeat."

"Huh?" Mao Lilan was slightly stunned.

"Okay, let me do it next!"

She thought that Lin Xinyi had been doing first aid for several minutes in a row, and she should be a little tired, so she agreed to help.

And Lin Xinyi is indeed a little tired.

After all, blowing into someone's lungs is a hard job, and it tests the lung capacity and cheek raiser.

But he asked for a temporary substitution, not for personal rest:

"Since Mr. Yuda wants evidence, let me help find evidence to prove Miyano's reasoning!"

Lin Xinyi's expression was extremely serious.

Mao Lilan helped Mrs. Yuda, who was poisoned and faked her death, and took over the tiring work of helping with artificial respiration and heart compressions.

And he staggered his body, squatted beside the poisoned Mrs. Yuda, and carefully observed:

"If the content of Miyano's reasoning is true, Mrs. Yuda should have a needle hole for intravenous injection."

"And although the pinhole is small, it is an existence that must not be ignored for forensic doctors."

Lin Xinyi said calmly while carefully examining Mrs. Yuda's body.

With little effort, he found the pinhole he was looking for on the back of Mrs. Yuda's hand:

"On the back of her hand... Have 3 pinholes? ”

Lin Xinyi frowned tightly and asked:

"Mr. Yuda, can you explain where these three pinholes came from?"

"This was left behind during the infusion in the hospital!"

Yuda seemed to be prepared, and did not show the slightest panic because of this question:

"My wife's health has been bad, she just had an infusion in the hospital in the past two days, and it's normal to have needle holes in her hands, right?"

"Infusion..."

Hearing this explanation, Lin Xinyi knew that this bastard was not easy to deal with:

Assuming that this was really a murder of his wife, then he must have deliberately waited until his wife was sick and went to the hospital for an infusion before carrying out the murder plan.

In this way, even if his wife was really poisoned by intravenous drugs and had a recent experience of being sick and infusion, the police would not be suspicious of the needle hole on the woman's body.

Tetrodotoxin was used to disguise accidental food poisoning, and infusion experience was used to disguise the presence of pinholes.

"It's really deliberate..."

"However, the more you do, the more you get wrong."

"If you are clever in this way, you will reveal even greater flaws."

Lin Xinyi raised his head and looked sharply at the gloomy Yutian:

"Mr. Yuda, may I ask, how many times has your wife been transfused in the past two days."

"2 times." Yuda answered honestly.

The infusion has been recorded in the medical record several times, and the hospital can also find it, so it's not that he can lie.

"How can there be 3 pinholes in 2 infusions?"

Lin Xin didn't give a chance to breathe, and asked aggressively.

And for this question, Yuda also has a draft:

"Because the nurse didn't stick it in the right position during an infusion, she re-inserted the needle!"

"Isn't that normal?"

"No, that's not normal!" Lin Xinyi smiled and shook his head.

This guy is trying to find a reasonable explanation for the pinhole on his wife's body, but he ignores the scientific feasibility of this explanation:

"If it's as you said, if there is a needle stuck in the wrong place and a bulge is reblown, it will definitely cause a small area of subcutaneous bleeding near that needle hole."

"But none of the three pinholes on the back of your wife's hand were with small areas of subcutaneous hemorrhage."

"So, Mr. Yuda—"

"You're obviously lying!"

Lin Shinichi and Shiho Miyano stood side by side, their eyes sharpened at Yuda.

"I—" Yuda's tongue stiffened, and he couldn't speak at all.

Who are the people you met today....

The matter of tetrodotoxin injection was seen through by a little girl at a glance.

The lie of covering up the third pinhole with an infusion experience was easily debunked by this young man.

Bastard... Why is this happening!

His plan is obviously so perfect, why did he let him meet such a bad guy?

Yuda clenched his teeth, and a wave of despair, depression, and anger swelled in his heart.

And at this time, Lin Xinyi was still constantly attacking his collapsed psychological defense:

"Suspicious unidentified pinholes have been found."

"Miyano's reasoning has been half confirmed by me."

"The remaining half is Mr. Yuda, the murder weapon you used to commit the murder."

Lin Xinyi looked over coldly:

"Mr. Yuda, where is the syringe you use to inject tetrodotoxin?"

Yuda didn't say a word, but the cold sweat on his forehead was gradually dripping.

And Lin Xinyi seemed to be able to see through his heart, and every word smashed heavily into his heart:

"Your original plan was to inject your wife with a lethal toxin in the box to poison yourself mildly, and then take the initiative to walk out of the box and ask others for help, acting as if you had accidentally suffered food poisoning."

"According to the plan, from the moment you leave the box, your every move will be exposed to everyone's eyes."

"In that case, it is definitely inconvenient for you to discard the murder weapon used in the crime."

"And there's no way you're going to hide such important physical evidence in a box that is hard for you to come back to, so, Mr. Yuda..."

"The syringe should still be hidden on you, right?"

"You want to wait until you're completely out of the sight of others, and then find a way to dispose of it secretly, do you?"

As he spoke, Lin Xinyi's sharp gaze was tightly nailed to Yuda's body.

Yuda's expression suddenly became extremely unnatural.

It's like a student who finds that the teacher suspects that he is playing with his mobile phone in class, and tries to pose as if he is sitting upright and listening carefully, but he can only make himself appear weak.

At this time, Lin Xinyi slowly stepped forward and released an invisible oppression:

"Mr. Yuda, can you let me check your belongings?"

"You... You..."

Yuda's body trembled, and he unconsciously fell backwards:

He knew he was done.

He deliberately bought tetrodotoxin from the underworld with a lot of money, in order to kill his wife with this perfect "accident", and then defraud a huge amount of insurance money.

But now, his wife has not been killed, it is impossible to get the money, and he himself will probably have to be sent to prison.

His fantasy of a good life to get rid of his annoying wife and earn a huge amount of insurance money has completely come to naught.

Yuda went completely crazy:

"Bastard... I was so well prepared..."

"Why did I meet you?"

His eyes were red, and his heart was extremely resentful.

"You've ruined my plan... I'm going to destroy you too! ”

As he spoke, like a lobster dying in a pot of boiling water, Yuda suddenly took out a few thin short needles from his arms and waved them openly.

"It's... Is this a poison needle? ”

Seeing those short needles that were not good-looking, Lin Xinyi's expression was a little solemn:

He had thought that Yuda would use an ordinary medical syringe to kill people.

Unexpectedly, this guy used a miniature poison needle that he bought out of nowhere, the same as the assassination props in the movie, and contained venom inside.

"Miyano, be careful not to get stabbed!"

Without thinking, Lin Shinichi protected Miyano Shiho tightly behind him.

Seeing Lin Xinyi's tall and athletic figure in front of him, his body still showing mild symptoms of poisoning, and Tang Tian, who couldn't walk, suddenly changed his target.

That's Maorilan, who was giving his wife artificial respiration.

wants to limit one for one, compared with Lin Xinyi and Miyano Shiho, who is protected by Lin Xinyi, it is obviously Mao Lilan, a little girl who is unprotected and harmless to humans and animals, is easier to start.

"Give me death!"

Holding the puffer fish poison needle in his hand, Yuda pounced fiercely at Mao Lilan.

Lin Xinyi's expression was strange, so he simply didn't go to help.

The next moment....

Bang!

The girl was beaten by the murderer, showing the blood of the god of war on the spot, and the vicious man was stupid!

Yuda was thrown to the ground by an over-the-shoulder fall, deeply embedded in the sunken tatami mat.

"It's... This..."

"I came across today... Who are they?! ”

He vomited blood from his mouth and finally passed out completely.